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It might be hard for Maia to let go, but she couldn’t view Kivaluk anything but favorably when he admitted this to her. The romantic in her sighed, thrilled that her daughter had found someone who seemed to genuinely care about her. It was fast, and maybe too soon to know, but Maia had always tried to assume the best in others. In this case it was easy to let herself believe him.

You are always welcome here too, then. As part of the family. Grandchildren and all. It was so strange to think, and to say! She didn’t feel old enough to be a grandmother. Sometimes she still felt too young to be a mother.

We… we don’t have a lot. But anytime you need anything, our home is open. I’ll make sure they know. Maia felt embarrassment flood her, and she hadn’t been sure she should admit the first bit. She loved Brecheliant with all of her heart, and was so proud of what they had built. She just did not want him to offer so much and expect to get the same in return. A safe place, a meal while he was here, and healing when it was necessary were a few of the things they could provide. Stories too, but she didn’t think they would be interested. Her stories weren’t anything special enough to compete with real gifts.